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The words "immortal Undead Warrior" hammered inside Frieza's skull.
'Immortal? But he had just witnessed Dr. Myuu's head roll away and his body collapse; how could that possibly be reversed?'
Frieza returned his gaze to King Cold. This man's missing memories confirmed he was fundamentally different from the King Cold Frieza knew in Hell.
"Heh…" Frieza sneered. "Immortal, huh? From where I stand, the real you lot have long been dead. You're only clinging to life in a different way now. In other words, you're nothing but disembodied spirits that have lost their original bodies."
Frieza's sharp analysis, wrapped in pure disdain, drifted through the air and hit the undead King Cold.
King Cold didn't lash out at the mockery because Frieza wasn't wrong.
"So what, Frieza?" King Cold replied coldly.
The undead Dr. Myuu spoke up beside him: "If we kill you, you'll become one of our Undead Warriors as well. It's a pity you were revived before we found you; otherwise, we could have turned you into a powerful weapon for the Tuffles to use."
Rilldo chimed in, supporting the idea: "Yes, I agree. Your power is impressive. If you joined us, Tuffles, it would be ideal."
The word "Tuffle" echoed in Frieza's ears.
He tilted his head slightly. "Tuffles? Never heard of them. There are plenty of races in this universe I haven't heard of, either I haven't discovered them yet, or I've already wiped them out."
Dr. Myuu smiled, a strange flicker in his eye. "Such bold words, King Frieza. But the ones who destroyed the Tuffles were not you. It was the Saiyans."
At the mention of the Saiyans, Frieza's expression instantly turned predatory.
"Oh? So you harbor such hatred for the Saiyans? What a coincidence, I do as well."
Hearing this, Dr. Myuu glanced at King Cold. "Oh? It seems your family also hates the Saiyans deeply. Isn't that something we could cooperate on?"
King Cold eagerly replied: "Heh, Frieza already wiped out the Saiyan race, but there are still a few of them left on Earth. We can gather our forces and go to Earth to kill the remaining Saiyans."
Before Frieza could state his position, the three of them were already assuming he would side with them.
Frieza lifted his head, a barely contained smile on his face.
"You all seem very happy talking among yourselves," He said, his voice deceptively light.
"When did I ever say I'd cooperate with you, Cooler?"
The name hit King Cold like a physical blow.
"The Saiyan revenge is my business to settle. And besides, with only the three of you? You want to take revenge on those Saiyans on Earth? You're the ones deluding yourselves. Any single Saiyan on Earth could obliterate the three of you."
Frieza wasn't bragging; he hadn't even used a ten-thousandth of his true power and had already overwhelmed them twice. The Saiyans on Earth would crush this trio without breaking a sweat.
Hearing the harsh truth, Dr. Myuu and the others were struck dumb.
Frieza continued to pour on the scorn: "Also, I heard that old man wanted to turn me into a puppet? How could this king's noble body ever be tainted like that, made to resemble some filthy, self-important creature by a bunch of mangy dogs like you?"
As he spoke, Frieza shot King Cold a contemptuous glare.
King Cold gnashed his teeth, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles cracked, but the next moment, he loosened them. He truly had no ground to stand on. More importantly, he simply couldn't defeat Frieza. There was nothing he could do.
Frieza looked at Dr. Myuu's stunned expression and continued coldly, "If I'm not mistaken, you're the one pulling the strings behind all this, aren't you? You do have some skill, I'll admit that. Heh… but in the end, you're still an idiot. Wanting revenge against the Saiyans, yet you didn't even bother to investigate them first?"
Under Frieza's relentless mockery, Dr. Myuu finally snapped.
"Silence! Enough! Then I'll just kill you here and now, and turn you into an Undead Warrior!"
In a fit of rage, Dr. Myuu gathered a dark, churning aura in his hands. The black energy began to twist and morph rapidly until it solidified into a familiar figure.
A man appeared before Frieza.
"Long time no see… my foolish little brother. Now, let me give you a proper lesson."
Frieza turned his head. The one standing before him was none other than Cooler.
So that fake Tagoma wasn't lying, Frieza thought. King Cold and Cooler really have been revived… but…
Before the thought even finished forming, Frieza moved like lightning.
He suddenly flicked his tail upward, then lashed it down in midair.
CRACK!
The newly summoned Cooler was struck by Frieza's tail and sent flying ten meters away.
Cooler clutched his chest, staring at Frieza in sheer horror. "H–How… how is that possible?! His speed… It's too fast!"
Before he could even recover, Frieza's shadow appeared right in front of him again.
Cooler, struggling to push himself up from the ground, was met with Frieza's arrogant grin.
"So, Cooler… looks like you've been taken over by those Tuffles, too. I have to say, you really disappoint me. You're nothing compared to the real you that's in Hell."
Then Frieza stomped his foot down, hard, onto Cooler's hand.
"AAAHHHHH!!!"
A blood-curdling scream tore from Cooler's throat.
The more pain Cooler showed, the more exhilarated Frieza became.
"Yes… that expression. That's the one I love to see most." Frieza smirked wickedly and pressed down even harder. "Sure, you lot can resurrect yourselves… but what if I make you wish you were dead instead?"
Frieza's cruelty was unmatched. He tortured Cooler mercilessly, keeping him alive, barely, just to prolong his suffering.
Cooler, pinned beneath him, had no power left to resist.
"You… bastard…"
Wracked with unbearable pain, Cooler grit his teeth and glared up at Frieza. Finally, unable to endure it any longer, he made a horrifying decision.
Cooler gathered every ounce of power in his body, channeling it into every cell. Powerless to fight back, he turned to the ultimate, devastating technique of his bloodline, Self-Destruction.
"Go to hell with me, you bastard!!!"
BOOOOM!!!
A brilliant, blinding explosion lit up the metallic sky like a burst of cosmic fireworks.
(End Of This Chapter)